Stove Poems - Poems about Stove

...A tune flickered on the radio As we waltzed into the kitchen My hand wraps around yours As I flick on the stove top with the other. You grab a pot out of the cupboard And I grab the meat fro......Read the rest...

...I thought I will be Venus Steady and strong Yet I go away I know I was wrong When I see your eyes Not smiling anymore Did I drown you Trying to bring you the shore? My hands clutch Th......Read the rest...

...Once again, the missus did volunteer yours truly as master of ceremonies..., when triumvirate (Kathleen Bergen, Pamela Floreen, and Richard Jett) constitute Grosse and Quade real estate managem......Read the rest...

...while letting the great magician pull a white fluffy rabbit from out of a black stove top hat with a sleight of hand only through the dark arts of blue smoke and mirrors......Read the rest...

...This day didn't go as I planned In fact it went wrong from the go While tilling my land with shovel in hand I chopped off the tip of my toe And to make matters even worse I don't want to soun......Read the rest...

...I wrap my fingers around the pen which has lain dormant collecting dust for months on end feeling as if I'm lifting a fifty pound weight straining not just my joints but my brain, its neurons re......Read the rest...

...It wasn’t the life she wanted. This life drained the light from her eyes, Turning them to deep gray circles, Her voice lost its tone, She lost herself. Mothering was not a part of the plan. She......Read the rest...

...My house is full of pets in each corner, under the stove, behind the fridge, around the water heater. Little grey bunnies made of dust, so furry and made of me and you, of cats and ......Read the rest...

...Where has it gone? I had it just... To make bold a troubled mind. For as you see... it's up to me To keep the dregs in line. I feel naked in its absence... Unsure how to bear the cost. Beset ......Read the rest...

... Three kids to a bed, two beds to a room, three rooms crowded with flannel long johns and wool socks. If I was lucky enough maybe they had only been worn by two or three brothers before me. ......Read the rest...

...My dad built a house on a hill. How exciting to climb to the tippy-top then look down upon the roof, and dog home, the bean garden, and to sled the slope in Winter white. eyes delirious dazzled, ......Read the rest...

... Sunny Side Up I feel the need to feed my soul, egg yolks cracking, upon a stove, Images scrambled in my brain, hatching dreams so as to breathe. Will I ......Read the rest...

.... Lips tuh toes cotton to stone on mine knees diamonds and gold check to stove Threshold Unto all ......Read the rest...

...In the hills of Ireland where shamrocks sway lived a leprechauness in her quiet way. With a pot on the stove and a shoe needle in hand, she cooked, she cleaned, in......Read the rest...

...My sister had us over For a special home-cooked meal, With sauce and pasta made from scratch - To me, a real big deal. When we arrived, upon a nifty Plastic-armed display Were fresh-made nood......Read the rest...